Lonesome Fish

The silence fills the air, bouncing off empty walls and spilling across empty floors. As I push open the door to the kitchen to prepare my evening meal, I spot a note. Love and wishes sent to me from a roommate that has followed her heart out of the state. I want to sit and cry, mourning a life that no longer exists for me. But I can’t because she has found her ultimate happiness. I am filled with an odd empty feeling, my semi-sister has vanished and after three years I find myself all alone. Wondering who will be there to share all my little heartbreaks and happiness. She was my litmus test, I would pause thinking of her reaction to gauge just how damaging my actions were. She above all others seemed to understand what would destroy my heart. Even now her words of warnings and advice fill my head, often pouring out as offerings to others. I will miss her dearly.